Their LocationsFaye Lynn McJean - SomewhereGeorgia Ann Wingston - Open for Role Playing Kylee Abigail Reeds - On a questKatherine Daisy May - SomwhereStephanie Lee Jones - With ParkerAnastasia Louise Belaire - ImperiumHunter Ross West - Open for Role PlayLandon Alexander Carter - On a quest

A silver Oldsmoblie pulled up to the hill of Camp Half Blood, inside a small ten year old fingered at her seatbelt. She didn't want to leave her dad. She didn't want to move away. "Daddy do I have to?" the girl asked. Turning around in the driver's seat the fourty year old man smiled and nodded. "Faye, we talked about this. You have too." he told his daughter with a weak smile. Faye could tell even he didn't want her to leave. So why should she? "Go Faye, I promise I'll write." the man said. Faye nodded and unbluckled the seatbelt. She ran her fingers through the door frame of the car, thinking it would be the last time she would ever touch it. "Bye daddy." Faye said glumly grabbing her bag from the car. Her father waved at her, then drove away slowly. Faye turned around and faced the camp. In daylight it looked fine, but her life was far from fine.

Name: Faye Lynn McJean, goes by Faye and 'McJean'. Gender: FemaleAge: Faye is currently fifteen years old. Birthday: She was born on July 24th. Godly Parent: Athena, Goddess of Wisdom and WarClaimed: YesYears at Camp: SixMortal Family: John McJean [Father]: John McJean was a computer programmer, whom was often working on various projects. Faye never resented him for working so hard, and admired him for it. She wanted to be as determined as her father was. He taught her moral values, and still was like a best friend to her. Faye also admired that quality about her father. John was in a car crash a while back when Faye was ten, but he survived it with just a few scars. It was the only time that she was scared of losing her father, and prays that it never happens again.

"Well, I love my dad. He is always working, but that never really bothers me, I suppose. He was always working on buildings and new programs, and I do mean always. I could barely get him to stop sometimes, because he is that devoted to his work. I still don't fully understand how he juggled raising me and his work. Then Carter came along, and he got more busy for a little while. Now that my brother's at camp, dad's back to working all the time. I visit him in the winters sometimes, just to make sure he's not too busy."

Carter McJean [Brother]: Carter was born about two years ago, to John and Athena. The goddess boosted his age so that he could go to camp sooner, and now the boy is nine years old. He adores Faye, and is always watching out for her in various ways. She hopes to continue watching out for her little brother until he makes her stop. Faye is very attached to him and loves him to death.

"Oh, Carter, where do I begin? I remember bringing him to camp when he was just a baby, but he was growing on the way over. He is such a sweetheart, and I couldn't have asked for a better brother. Now he's a little older, but I still love him. I think he's adapting to camp life how I would've wanted him too, and he can almost protect himself. I won't stop protecting him though, I mean, the battles out here get pretty intense. I don't know what I would do if I lost Carter..."

Brief History:

"History, oh gods were do I start? I guess from the beginning, huh? Well, my first years of life were pretty average, and rather boring. I would go to day care because my dad was always working. The daycare lady loved me to death. Then I started school, and things went downhill. I could understand things that the teacher said, but reading them was a different story. Everything was like thick soup, and I couldn't make anything out of it. I eventually had to drop out of school. I think I was about nine. Then I started reading some books that were printed in a different language, little did I know it was Greek. I learned from those instead of a teacher, and gathered a lot of information I had been missing. Then, one day while we were having supper, a hell hound attacked. It was awful, and we would've all died if my father hadn't had a shot gun with celestial bronze bullets. I went to camp the next day. "

Birth - 5 years

Faye's life was very good when she was young. There was no monsters to attack her family, and John was doing well in his career. Faye was kept in the safe protection of their local daycare provider, and nothing was going completely wrong. After all, she was just a little girl, skipping and coloring. Nothing that she would dream about doing as she grew up into a teenager. The day care lady thought that Faye was a little angel, and surely didn't dream what the demigod was capable of.

6 years - 10 years

As the demigod grew in years, she began to show her gifts that were given by Athena. She was very smart, yet dyslexic. Faye didn't get A's in grade school, but didn't really care. She was more interested in reading the books that were hidden in the corner of her teacher's room. She didn't have many friends, and the books seemed to serve a similar purpose. Eventually, she got kicked out because her grades were very bad. The nine year old would have to stay at home and read, or do other chores in the Minnesota home. That year, they McJean's got their first hit of a monster attack. A hell hound came up and attacked them while eating supper. If John hadn't had a shot gun, with special bullets, then the family would be history. Faye was still in shock of the attack, when she was taken to Camp Half Blood at the age of nine.

11 years - now

Faye wasn't accepted at camp in her early years. She didn't make friends quickly, just like in grade school. The young demigod soon learned the tricks and ways of Camp Half Blood. She became stronger, and found true friends. Her brother, Carter, was born and she had to accompany him to camp, and make sure he arrived safely. Her brother had been staying with their aunt, and now also lives at camp, in cabin 6. Faye was elected Cabin Leader not long ago, and is kept very busy with it. She likes the work, but it's a big job for a fifteen year old. Faye doesn't have much time for fun anymore, but tries her best to stay positive. Appearance:

"Er... appearance, right. Well I don't really look like your typical Athena Child. They all have blonde hair and grey eyes, but I don't. My eyes are a mix of brown and grey, but I think they are getting more grey. I'm not sure though. Anyways, and my hair is dark brown, not your typical Athena Child blonde. I'm about 5'6", and uh, yeah. Is that good enough?"

Faye has dark brown hair, that is turning black. Her hair goes to her shoulders and is wavy. She'll try to straighten it, but she knows it won't work. her hair doesn't like to cooperate with her, but she makes it. Faye doesn't like to use hairspray, but her hair's wildness forces her too at times. her hair is usually in a messy ponytail, or down. Faye has dark grey eyes that get darker when she gets mad or frustrated. Her eyes make her look like she is thinking about ten things at once, which she usually is. Faye finds it hard not to think about so many different things. When her eyes look more brown, it's because she's calm and is having fun. As she's getting older, the demigod's eyes are more grey. She has pale skin, that gets tan in the summer. Faye has pale freckles on her nose that only can been seen in day light. She stands on two strong legs and is about 5'6". Faye usually can be seen in a Camp Half Blood T-shirt and shorts. The demigod recently figured out that she needs glasses, and now wears nerdy-style glasses around camp. She doesn't like being dressy unless she has too. Personality:

"Well, I think that I'm independent. I like working alone on projects, but it's not because I don't think people don't do a good job. It's just that I prefer doing things my way. I also like to think that I tend to listen to people, and care about their problems. Then again, I don't always know what's right to say. I don't always have answers for everything. Sometimes my answers will be very smart, answers, and not logical. I can be funny if I wanted to be, but things have just been busy lately... anyways,"

Faye is an independent person. She hates asking for help, because she forces herself to think that she doesn't need anyone else. Faye likes to work alone and finds it difficult to let other people just ignore her ideas. She has very strong opinions, but can be swayed if you convince her into it. She also can be very calm. Faye is alright with being put under pressure, which she is, quiet frequently with her new position at camp. She likes being calm and collected while others are flipping out. I makes her think that she is being better than most, and can do most anything.Faye is also a kind person, and sometimes outspoken, especially by her elders. She would hate to insult anyone older than her, and almost fear it. She doesn't want to get a bad reputation with the gods. Faye also can be a compassionate person. She will try to think from other's views, even if it's hard. Faye tries to do that, but it doesn't always work. She also has a good sense of humor. She likes to keep people smiling and having some fun, if possible.Fatal Flaw:

"Most of Athena's Children have Hubris for a fatal flaw, and I think I probably do too. I mean, it only makes sense, right?"

Hubris, or Pride. Faye tends to think that she can do most anything and everything, which can get in her own way. Pet:

"I have a dog named Buddy. He's been with me for four years now, and I think that's how old he is. My dad found him on the side of a road one day. He must've been abused or abandoned by his old owners. I felt bad for him, and my dad let me keep him. "

Buddy is a yellow lab, German shepherd mix with some type of poodle also mixed into his family. He loves Faye and is very loyal to her. He sleeps in Faye's Cabin Leader room most of the time, or he lounges about cabin six, greeting people as they pass by. Talents:

"I have your typical Athena traits. I am a decent swordsman, and like to teach others about fighting too. I also have a thing for designing buildings. You could probably find me in the library looking up different styles on an average day. I also would like to think that I'm a decent leader, which is a reason that I was a Cabin Leader of Cabin Six. "

* Swordsmanship - Faye is great at fighting with her sword. She has mastered it for the most part, and is working towards other weapons, and hopes to master them all. * Academics - Faye is very smart for her age, and at a 10th grade level. She can memorize things easily, and understands new concepts quickly.* Leadership - Faye is a good leader who takes thing seriously. She knows how to run a cabin, and why not more than that? She likes to be in charge and take things her way. Weapon:

"My weapon is my celestial bronze sword. I finally came up with a name for her, σοφία. It means Wisdom in Greek. I guess it only makes sense, considering my parentage. My sword contracts into a silver owl ring when I'm not training or fighting. "

Faye has a two foot Celestial bronze sword that contracts into an owl ring. She asked a Hephaestus child to make it for her, and now she uses it to the best of her ability. The demigod calls it σοφία.Other:Faye is portrayed by Selena Gomez.

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Georgie stood with the sun at her back, a definite frown set on her thin lips. Hands holding what was left of her old life in the casino, she exhaled loudly. The old fashioned girl felt the winter wind blow right through her thin sweater, and descended down the hill. As she slipped and slid down the hill, her small heels catching in the bumps of the land. Georgia raised her eye brow at the people who walked by, wondering why they were wearing such odd clothing. The girls' hair was so high, and they must've been freezing. When she finally reached the big house, Georgia thought to herself, how long have I been gone?

Name: Georgia Ann Wingston, but she goes by Georgie now daysGender: FemaleAge: She is seventeen years old by appearance, but is really one hundred and eleven. Birthday: Georgie was born on December 23rdGodly Parent: Melpomene, the Muse of TragedyClaimed: YesYears at Camp: One monthMortal Family: Marcus Wingston [Older Brother]: Marcus Wingston was the first born son of Elise and John Wingston. His twin brother, Morgan, was born five minutes after he. The two looked similar, being the same height with the same dramatic blue eyes. Marcus was always the prankster of the two, having the ability to make anyone and everyone laugh. His charm was enough to sway the young and beautiful Cassandra Lee to be his bride when Marcus was twenty. Even though the girl was four years younger than him, it didn't matter. A year later, they were expecting a baby, and everything was perfect. Until Marcus got called off to fight in World War l. The boy never did come home, due to his death in a bomb incident. His child, Anthony, never did get to see even the remains of his humorous father.

"Marcus was a good guy, no matter what anyone ever said. He just... liked to live, loudly. It seemed like everyone disliked him for that matter, which is down right unfair. Marcus was a sweet man, who cared about everyone. He just didn't reveal it often, until Cassandra came along. He never looked at a lady the same after he met her. I believe true love when I see it, and by golly, she was it. I only wish I could've seen their child, before that person took me to the casino. I'm sure the child was just as beautiful as he was."

Morgan Wingston [Older Brother]: Morgan was Marcus's younger twin brother. Being younger didn't stop him from trying to be more superior. He acted like the eldest, and enjoyed tattling on Marcus when they were young. The two were almost impossible to separate, even with their different personalities. Morgan didn't ever have the chance to marry, telling his sweetheart that they would get married when he came back. The woman's name was Mary Browning, and she didn't get the chance to see her fiancee ever again. Morgan died with his brother in the bombing incident, leaving a widow in his memory.

"Morgan loved being in charge, and having people listen to him. I felt compelled to listen to him and respect him on a higher level than just a sibling. He was a natural leader, and deserved to lead. My step brother never got that chance, unfortunately. He left for war when Marcus did, only he never got to marry the love of his life. Who knows where they are now, or where they could be,"

Brief History:

"I guess I should start in the beginning. I was born to John Wingston and Melpomene, in December of 1901. That makes me, 111. I shouldn't be alive and breathing. I had two older brothers, Marcus and Morgan. They accepted me even though I wasn't their true sister. The two of them really started watching out for me when mother and father passed. Influenza was spreading like lighting, Morgan barely survived as well. I was fourteen when that happened, and the twins were nineteen. Then the war came and well, I never saw them again, no one did. Someone, this man, took me to a casino. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before, and gosh it was fun. The same man took me out, apparently several decades later. I don't fit in here, everyone dresses so differently, and talks oddly. I feel so out of place. The people in cabin seventeen call me Georgie... apparently no one likes the name Georgia now a days, "

Birth - 5 years

Georgia doesn't remember her younger days, but they were good to her. Her family did well, even though they knew she was different. The baby didn't have her brother's eyes, they were green, not blue. Something was wrong with her, but no one in or out of the family ever said anything about her. Georgia behaved, and that was all they really cared about. As she began to age, her parents began to notice something very odd about their little girl. Georgia didn't argue. At all, hardly ever. She was accepting of the way things were right from the start. This is when Elise knew the child wasn't her's, but continued to love the little demigod still.

6 years - 10 years

Even though the twins knew that Georgia wasn't their full sister, they watched out for her and protected her. At a young age, the girl learned the steps to being a good housewife, as any person from that decade would grow up to become. Without women's rights, that's all Georgia was expected to be. She still didn't argue, and tended to focus on the possible things. She never really imagined anything would happen, no, not for their small little family. If anything, she focused on the negatives in life. Fame, fortune, and true love were merely myths to the ten year old. Georgie knew better than to think like that.

11 years - 15 years

Georgia's father and step mother died in influenza when she was 14. She became the young nurse, trying to take care of all of the people in the house. The demigod now knows various methods of healing because of this. The girl was unable to save them however, and blamed herself for it. If it wasn't for Morgan and Marcus, she would've lost it. The twins were nineteen, and both had love interests, soon to be husbands. Georgia didn't have a teacher anymore, and had to run the house all by herself. She didn't mind the work, and found it time to be by herself. The demigod thought over her parents deaths many times, which only made her feel more guilty about the incident.

16 years - now

Once the boys headed off for the war, she was virtually alone in their home. Cassandra and Mary would visit her from time to time, just to make sure she was okay. Any of her extended family didn't want anything to do with her, knowing she was different and not a real family member. Georgia heard the news about the bombing five months after they had been deployed. Heartbroken, she spent the next week with Mary and Cassandra, also struck by the tragedy. After the funerals, a man took her away, saying that he had orders by her birth mother to protect her. Georgia spent the next long decades at the lotus casino, enjoying herself and relaxing. It had only felt like mere hours when the man came again telling her that it was safe to leave now. Confused, she was taken to camp half blood, after she had a change to modern clothes. Georgia has been at camp for a month, and hasn't wrapped her head around the fact that she is in a different time period, and feels terrible out of place. Appearance:

"I have my dad's hair, it's this curly messy blonde kind of hair. My father said I looked like my grandmother when she was young. Except, I might add, my eyes. You will notice they are green, electric green. I don't get that from my father's side of the family, so I assume my mother gave me them. I'm not very tall, I'm afraid, only five foot two inches. Back in my age, everyone was smaller. I still dress... vintage, isn't that what it's called? I'm not going to give up my time period, even if everyone else did ,"

Georgia has an old - time charm to her, even by the way she talks. She likes to dress in skirts, leggings, and dressy tops. Her hair is naturally curly, coming down in waves from her head. The demigod usually pulls some of her hair back and ties it in a bow, like she used to back in the 1900's. However, Georgia will braid her hair from time to time as well. Her eyes are a dazzling green color, lighter by her pupil than the iris. She will dress up her eyes by putting a little bit of mascara on them occasionally. She has clear skin, fair, with a little bit of light freckles by her nose. Her face is shaped like a heart, and very smooth. Georgia doesn't see the need to add make up to her face, if ever, because she doesn't really know how to use the modern stuff. It's very different to her, and she accepts herself the way she is none the less. Georgia dresses herself in something that has lace. She loves it, and still dresses in skirts as well. The demigod dislikes wearing jeans, and will only ever wear them if completely necessary. Personality:

Georgia lacks confidence in herself. Due to the lack of women's rights in her time, she doesn't expect that many people would depend on her to do much more than live. She doesn't think much of herself either, and often blames herself for the death of her parents. Georgia blames most things on herself actually, degrading her self esteem by herself. However, if you met her, you wouldn't be able to tell she hates herself. Georgia is often very charming, and playful. She likes innocently flirting as well, but hasn't found the need to flirt with anyone in this century yet. She is often very compassionate and caring towards those who are ill, but not necessarily to everyone other than that. The demigod loves caring for the ill. Even with her concern for the sick and injured, Georgia doesn't often have confidence that her methods will work. She thinks negatively often, and assumes the worst will happen, because that's what happened to her in the past. In short, Georgia is terribly down to earth. Fatal Flaw:

"I... er, I don't know really, I thought demigods weren't supposed to know about their flaws,"

Georgia doesn't consider herself to be a good person, at all. Self - Depreciation, it means that you down grade yourself because of previous events. She considers herself worthless, and doesn't think she deserves to live while all the other members of her family have died. Pet:

"Do you really think I could've brought a pet from the 1900's?"

NoneTalents:

"Well, I've been told I'm quite the nerd, "

* Nursing - Georgia is a talented nurse, even with her aged methods. She often tends to people in the infirmary. * Poetry - She is also a good poet, although her inspiration is often sad and dark. Weapons:

"I fight with a double bladed sword, one edge on each end, "

A double tipped sword called Τραγούδι των Δακρύων, or Song of Tears. She received it during her second week of camp. Other:Nothing

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Kylee shuffled in her grandfather's pickup. It was a bumpy ride, and the truck smelled weird. She looked behind them at the trailer, where Puzzle was. It seemed so wierd here. She couldn't see the coast line like she could in California. Trees were everywhere, and seemed to hide everything. "Hey grandpa are we there?" she asked. "Mhm, really close Ky." he told the little girl. The truck stopped at a big hill and Kylee got out with her bag tounlatched the trailer door. Holding Puzzle's reins she began to walk the hill, by herself. She stopped to look back at her grandpa, who had already drove off. Sighing, Kylee continued down the hill, into her new life.

Name: Kylee Abigail ReedsGender: FemaleAge: Kylee is currently seventeen years old. Birthday: Her birthday is on October 20th. Godly Parent: Poseidon, God of the SeasClaimed: YesYears at Camp: SevenMortal Family: Helen Reeds [Mother]: Helen adored her little daughter, and gave her all the love she could ever want, and more. She would ride horses with her daughter, and go surfing. They were very happy, living under Helen's father's roof. She loved Kylee so much that when a hell hound attacked the Reeds Family, she flung herself between Kylee and the hound. Helen was killed a few moments later, but gave her daughter enough time to run away.

"My mom... oh gosh. We used to be like best friends, I guess. She wouldn't ever let me out of her sight, which makes more sense now. She used to call me 'Ky' , and the nickname kind of stuck, I suppose. Everyone in my family calls me that now. Anyways, I really love her. She risked her own life for my safety, and I can't help but feel guilty. I wish I could've taken that day back. I wish she never died. "

James Reeds [Grandfather]: James wanted to keep his daughter and granddaughter as close to him as possible. When he heard that his daughter's husband, or whatever he was, left her alone with a child, he was furious. James insisted that they stayed at his ranch with the whole family. They did, and James wanted to make sure that they would be safe. He was devastated when Helen passed away the night of the attack. It took all his might to leave and take Kylee to Camp.

"Grandpa, oh yeah, he's still alive. He was always really protective of my mom, and I guess I can't really blame him. He hates my dad, and for a good reason. He thinks it's Poseidon's fault that my mother is dead, and that I'm at camp. I guess half of that is true. He loves me, but sometimes his hate towards my dad is all I can see. "

Brief History:

"You seriously want me to go over my past? What are you; nuts? Ugh, fine, whatever. My life was perfectly fine until I turned ten. Everyone in my life liked me, at least at home. School sucked, and I might've beat up a few kids, but hey, they deserved it. I wasn't a freak, they were. I felt like my mom was the only one who believed in me, her and the water. Whenever I was stressed I would surf and it felt like the stress would wash off. When I was ten, well, everything fell apart. My mom died, I came here, everything was awful. "

Birth - 5 years

Kylee wasn't very troublesome when she was young. She was innocent and actually pretty easy to care for. Her emotions didn't swing as much until her teen years. Kylee's mother, Helen Reeds, loved her very much. They lived in a ranch with Kylee's grandpa, and cousins. She liked living with a big family that had a reputation for horse raising and a way with the water. Kylee was riding horses before she could walk.

6 years - 10 years

Kylee didn't do well in school. She would get into fights with the other kids, who picked on her and called her weird. At the age of 7 she had to be home schooled. That's when she learned how to surf, and spent a lot of time outside. When she was 10, her perfect life changed. At her birthday party, a hell hound attacked the Reeds family. Helen jumped in to save her daughter, and died. James, her grandfather who knew about Kylee, took her to Camp Half Blood. He knew she would be much safer there.

11 years - 15 years

Kylee didn't like camp at first. It was too far from the stables, and beach that she knew and loved. Sure, the camp had all of those things, but it just wasn't the same. She wanted to smell the salt water and be able to go surfing. Kylee soon figured out that she couldn't always control her attitude, and she needed to be careful. She didn't like it though, and her temper still flares.

16 years - now

Kylee now is used to camp and somewhat accepts it. She still doesn't like it, and wishes to get out, fast. The demigod still wants to see the waters in which she came from. She still can't control her mood swings, but she could care less about that. Kylee has been working on her swordsmanship, and abilities and is figuring them out. Appearance:

" Are you saying I don't look normal, or something? Whatever, I have blackish colored hair that goes past my shoulders, blue eyes, and am about 5'8". I don't dress up a lot either, so seeing me in a dress would be unlikely. Did I explain myself well enough?"

Kylee has jet black hair that goes past her shoulders.Her hair is usually straight, but has a slight curl to it at the tips. She usually wears her hair in a ponytail, because she doesn't like it in her face at all. If she is just to lazy, then her hair will be down by her shoulders. Her eyes are sea green/blue most of the time. Kylee's eyes change to her mood, or the lighting. If she is calm and collected her eyes are a soft sea green. If she's mad, or really sad, her eyes appear a darker blue color. A good way to read the demigod's mood is her eyes. Kylee stands at about 5' 8", with long legs. She usually wears plain tee-shirts or tank tops with jeans and flip flops. Kylee can often be found in her swim suit by the waters as well. She has minor scars all over her, from training. Personality:

" Let's put it this way; I don't care what you think. I'm used to everyone hating me, and thinking I can't do anything. I'm used to that. Sad huh? Not that I want your pity. I'm not weak, and I won't ever admit that I am weak. You can't break the sea, or me."

Kylee doesn't care what others think, unless it includes her. She has a high place for herself, and likes to keep herself out of trouble, which doesn't happen often. When you go around in different moods all day, you get judged. Kylee has three basic moods, to start if off, let's go with happy. Happy - Kylee is a great person when she's happy. She'll be very kind and caring; and even listen to you. She likes to help people learn new things, and has some patience for it. The demigod also has a great sense of humor and can keep you laughing, and is a great friend.Sad - When Kylee's sad, she is depressed. She won't talk to anyone, and snaps at them if they do. She just sticks to herself and trains all day long, because of her mood. Kylee isn't like this too often.Angry - She gets mad at little things, and can get really pissed. Kylee then snaps at everyone, even if they were her best friend. Simply, she has no friends when she's angry. Kylee also trains to let off steam, and won't mind telling people what she thinks about them in this mood. Fatal Flaw:

"Flaw? I know everyone has one, but are we supposed to know it? It's like asking us when we are going to die. No one really knows."

Her temper, stubbornness, and loyalty to her friends. Pets:

" I have a horse named Puzzle. I got her the night my mom passed away. She was my birthday present. I also have a Serbian husky named Kai. I got him from my half - sister Kaitlyn. She was really sweet to give me him."

Puzzle is a seven year old American Paint horse, given to Kylee by her mother and grandfather. She also has Kai, who is a year old Serbian Husky. Talents:

"Well, I am a good fighter, and a good surfer. I also can communicate with horses, 'cuz of my dad. That's pretty much it. Oh, and I can breathe underwater, and control it."

* Swordsmanship - Kylee is a very talented swordsman, and knows her way around a blade.* Water-bending - Kylee, like most Poseidon kids, can bend water around her and make it do whatever she pleases. It drains her out quickly, especially when bending constantly. * Underwater Breathing - Kylee can breath underwater for about ten minutes before coming up. She likes staying in the water, and tries to push the limits of her breathing.* Horses/Surfing - Kylee also picked up horse back riding and surfing from her family in California. She loved it, and immediately was talented at it. She does these activities for fun when she has the time. Weapon:

"I have a three foot sword called Storm bringer, like a sea storm. I was ten, okay? I obviously wasn't smart enough to realize that Zeus makes storms. Oh well."

A three foot celestial bronze sword, with a sliver and black hilt. She is contemplating on renaming it.Other:Kylee is portrayed by Daveigh Chase

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A limousine pulled up to the road leading to Camp Half Blood, carrying ten year old Katherine May. Now, she hadn't wanted to come in such a style, but agreed to her father's wishes. She was happy to go with other people like her who were different. Her father had briefly explained how the Greek Gods worked, and a little bit on what that made her. Katherine wasn't really taken back by the idea of being a half-goddess, and accepted if quickly. Opening the door of the vehicle, she grabbed her bags and headed over to her new life.

Name: Katherine Daisy May, but goes by 'Kate', 'Katie', or Dase.Gender: FemaleAge: Kate is fifteen years old.Birthday: She was born on July 17thGodly Parent: Eleos, the Spirit of mercy and pity.Claimed: YesYears at Camp: FiveMortal Family: Micheal May [Father]: Micheal May is a millionaire, whose daughter loves giving away all she has. He loved his daughter very much, giving her the best money could by. He wanted her to be a typical rich girl, who was still kind and caring. Kate was a little more than that. Micheal tried to accept her the way she was, but still insisted she was given the best of things.

"I love my dad, honestly I do. He wants the best for me, which I understand. I wonder if he was ever mad when I gave away my expensive clothes, or when I wouldn't accept something. I really just wanted everyone to be able to have some of the things I do. I think he tried to understand, which is really all I expected him to do. After all, he was doing his best. "

Brief History:

"Oh, history, right. Well my early childhood was easy. I grew up with anything I wanted, but I didn't want most of it. I would play with kids, but give them the toys first. It's only curiosity, right? I would help kids with things, but they began to pass me and become much smarter. Oh well, that didn't really matter. When I came to camp, things were weird. I didn't expect to fight. I refuse to fight. "

Birth - 5 years

Kate was born to Micheal and Eleos on a warm July day. The goddess felt terrible leaving her child behind, and tried to continue seeing Katherine. Zeus punished the goddess for her actions, but only slightly. It was in Eleos' nature to go back to her child, and the king of the gods took that into thought. Kate was very kind to everyone, even as a child. She would play nicely with others and share quite easily. She wasn't selfish like most young children, and cared about everyone she met.

6 years - 10 years

Kate began going to school and got along with most everyone. She was kind and compassionate, sharing everything. She would insist on giving others toys before playing with them herself. The demigod also helped her classmates with homework when she could. Sadly, her dyslexia got in the way. At the age of ten, her powers were shining through. Kate would get everything she wanted, but gave all of it away. She was a very giving person, and loved helping people. Soon, her father figured that it was time to bring Kate to Camp Half Blood.

11 years - now

Kate fit into camp like a puzzle piece, liking everyone there. She might've been too nice for some of them, but liked being by others her age none the less. The demigod was very pretty, but never dated anyone. She was afraid that if a boy liked her and she didn't fell the same that feelings would get hurt. Kate just doesn't want to date until she knows that she is positive of her feelings and how it would affect the other person. Appearance:

"Well, people often tell me I look pretty. I have long blonde, somewhat wispy hair, and blue eyes. My hair also is usually in ringlets, so curly. I don't wear make up though, never. "

The blood of her mother was visible in Katherine's looks, her platinum blonde hair wavy but mostly kept in elaborate ringlets. Her clear blue eyes and her perfect complexion. Her milky skin with rosy cheeks. All of it suggested the touch of an immortal's blood. Without it she might not have been so lucky in the looks compartment. Not that she cared about her looks, she never wore make-up except some mascara because every girl kept nagging her to find out what make-up she used in her mortal school.Kate mostly wears simple skinny jeans with flats and pretty t-shirts, tank tops or one-shoulder tops, not because they looked good but because she found them very comfortable. However whenever, to keep up her dads reputation, she would outdo herself, she'd dress in the most expensive clothes, the most beautiful dresses with the best jewellery. Personality:

"I'm very... merciful, I guess. I would never hurt anyone, ever. I don't think it's right to hurt others. I also pity people, and can be generous in that sense. I love giving whatever I can to others. It makes me feel helpful... "

If you had to describe Katherine Daisy May in one word anyone would say 'compassionate', Kate cares for everyone, she loves everything and she will never be mean. She will pity anyone who gets hurt or anything and she will rush over to help the poor target of bullying or abuse. She does everything herself and never asks help for anything selfish, she donates any money she gets to charity which is around the 5 million pounds a year.Even with one of the richest men alive today Kate is very grounded, she has the best car and best house of course, she sticks around them for one reason, they are heavily armored and will stop her dad worrying about her safety overly much. Otherwise she would be aching to donate it to charity.Fatal Flaw:

"Well, I'm sure not fighting in a situation could be fatal."

Because Kate doesn't hurt anyone and is merciful to anyone she is very likely to get killed without a struggle, she won't fight anyone even if she is so capable, she refuses to acknowledge that she could fight. If someone had the lower hand and he was armed she wouldn't attack, she wouldn't when he had the upper hand either. She'd sit down and wait to die. This is the ultimate flaw of Katherine Daisy May.Pet:Kate doesn't own a pet.Talents:None, except being grateful and compassionate to everyone. Weapon:

"I told already, I don't fight! I won't ever touch one of those pointy, dangerous things. I wouldn't want to hurt someone!"

Since Kate doesn't fight, she doesn't need a weapon.Other:Kate is portrayed by Amanda Seyfried.She also was adopted from Dean.

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A silent teenager watched a brightly colored blue car drive back to the city, leaving a trail of thick dust in it's path. Stephanie didn't even bother giving it a second look, her heavy bag, filled with clothes and various other objects of little significance. The summer sun beat down on her as she made her way into the camp, walking casually, and unsure of her place here. After a few minutes, she wandered about a large group of cabins, before someone confronted her and pointed her to the messiest looking cabin. Nose wrinkled in distaste, the girl pushed open the rickety door, greeted by all too many campers.

Name: Stephanie Lee Jones, she lets her friends call her Steph or StephieGender: FemaleAge: Stephanie is sixteen Birthday: She was born on February 26thGodly Parent: Caerus, God of opportunity, luck, and favorable momentsClaimed: YesYears at Camp: Six monthsMortal Family: Lilli Jones [Mother]: Lilli was a young girl when she met Caerus, and a bit reckless as well. With her long chocolate hair and piercing purple - like eyes, she was a natural choice for the immortal. Lilli was overjoyed when she realized that she was going to have a child, coming from a large family herself. She was used to helping with kids, growing up around the streets of Manhattan, she was used to living for herself. Yet, the nineteen year old yet a kind heart as she began to raise young Stephanie. She couldn't keep a growing child up with her, while working on her small salary. Lilli married quickly to her old high school sweetheart, whose heart had gone short of cold. She did what she could to support Stephanie, and they had Pauli when the demigod was ten.

"I love my mom. How could I not? Well, I mean, I couldn't, but she gave up her happiness for me. Do you think marrying a guy quickly just for me was easy? Heck no! Not that things are easy now, but they were worse. I was hardly ever home. I spent most of my time with Rhys, Taylor and Wren. Mom didn't mind, she had to keep up with Sterling and Pauli, but I still feel bad. She gave me everything, and I gave her a daughter who ran away from her problems at home. I run all the time, but I won't be able to forgive myself for that. Ever, "

Sterling Jones [Step-Father]: Sterling was Lilli's high school sweetheart, who was a lot sweeter as a running-back for the football team. Once he got out of high school, he skipped college, seeing no need for it. He instead took over his father's machine shop. Hearing that Lilli wanted to take him back, Sterling quickly agreed and married her within the next year. He however, didn't know that Lilli had a child. The man took a quick distaste to Stephanie, and took pride in pointing out her flaws when he was in charge of her. Sterling would beat her, frequently, and took pleasure in it. Lilli had no idea, because the man would force Steph not to say anything about it.

"I don't have anything to say about him, "

Paulette "Pauli" Jones [Step-Sister]: Paulette was born when Stephanie was ten, making quite a gap between the two step sisters. At first, the demigod was hesitant to accept something that was made by the help of her dreaded step father. As Pauli grew in years, Stephie grew a liking to the young girl, seeing she was more Lilli than Sterling. She came up with Paulette's nickname of Pauli, and protects her like any older sibling would.

"I love little Pauli, and it's really hard not too. She's sweet and funny, like your average six year old. I'm never going to let anyone hurt her, so her boyfriends better watch out, because she has one hell of a sister guarding her. "

Brief History:

"I don't really know where to start. Mom was good to me, I know she tried to do what she thought was best for me. Marrying Sterling surely wasn't the best, but she thought it was at the time. mom never knew about the fights the I would get into with him. The first time he hit me, I was seven. I ran as fast as I could, as far away as I could. I went to the tracks, where I first met my soon to be best friends. They were a year older than me, oh but I think Taylor was younger. Anyways, I met Parker, Wren, and Taylor there. We were quick friends. All of us came from troubled families, some more than others. They were like my rocks. I didn't know what I would do without them. Until that night, I was fifteen... "

Birth - 5 years

When Stephanie was young, life was good. Her mother married sterling when she wasn't even a year old, and she usually thought of him as a fatherly figure, until later in her life. Lilli worked at a diner, while Sterling ran a machine shop. Money was coming in, and that was all that really mattered then. Life was just fine.

6 years - 10 years

As Stephie aged, things at home didn't go well. Lilli was struggling with her work, often getting fired and having to look for more work. This only caused stress on Sterling, who would lash out on Stephanie, blaming her for all of this. That was the first time that she ran away, and the first time she met the boys. Parker, Wren, and Taylor. Together they were the rebellious children of the school. Never doing homework, listening to teachers, or bothering with much else. They lived the life mist other kids were scared to. Steph was ten when Pauli was born, and she wasn't sure of this new family member at first. As life went on, she came to love the plump little child.

11 years - 15 years

Stephanie grew used to the beatings of her stepfather, and soon stopped trying to defend herself, seeing it only caused her more wounds. Stephanie would frequently stay over night at Parker's house, just to get away from her own home. His family never really seemed to mind her, unless it was his grandma. Then again, she was just glad to be accepted somewhere. They often went down to the tracks with their spray paint to just talk. The demigod loved painting. She was a talented artist, but not nearly as good as Parker. The demigod often tried to copy or learn from his graffiti, with little result. Stephie was used to many harsh things, but it wasn't like anything like the night she experienced on February Twelfth. She was fourteen years old, almost a month from sixteen. the teenagers were walking back home from their daily painting spree, when they noticed a man behind them with a hood over his head. Trying to ignore him, they picked up the pace, but in vain The next moments went by in blurs for the demigod. She remembered Wren pushing her out of the way as a shot rang out. Stephanie's head hit the brick of the building next to them, and she blacked out. When she woke up again, she was in the hospital, hearing of how two of her best friends died. Their bodies were covered in scratch marks, like a monsterous hound had been summoned to get them while the man tried to attack the other two. Stephie escaped with a gash on her forehead and scars on her forearms. She didn't see the boys afterwards, and thought that Parker must've died as well, otherwise he would've talked to her. Stephanie had no idea what to do, so she stayed home for the next few months.

16 years - now

Stephanie's mother told her about camp in June of that year, and sent her off soon after. She trained at camp for that summer as a sad girl, still not recovered from that horrid night a few months ago. she couldn't bring herself to hurt even as much as a training dummy the first month, her mind making her think it was Wren or Taylor, sometimes Parker. Stephie got over her fear soon after summer passed, when she returned to her bubbly self. She would sneak out to the nearest railroad tracks with her spray paints, and draw their same old logo on the cars. spray paint was one of the few things she held onto from her past. Appearance:

Stephanie would be lying if she told you that she was anything but beautiful. She has a small frame, but is well muscled none the less. She stands at five six, short, but powerful. She has visible scars on her arms from the attack, which look like deep scratch marks. the demigod is somewhat self conscious of those scars, even if pain is something to be proud of around camp. She also has a faded scar on her forehead from the brick building that day.Stephanie's hair is long and wavy; like her mother's. It is thin, and the demigod can pull off a lot with her hair. From pony tails to braids, even the occasional loose piggy tails. Stephie doesn't really need to brush her hair much because it stays the same almost all the time, brushed or not. She doesn't like to straighten her hair either, be ause she thinks it changes her way to much. The demigod's eyes are a hazel color, with dark blue and specks of her mother's purple in her eyes. Personally, Stephanie loves her eyes.Steph usually wears skinny jeans, ripped from running around and stained with spray paint. Her tops are usually graffic tees or sweatshirts, sometimes tank tops too. She loves her converse and vans, being unable to live without the things. She doesn't carry around purses, preferring backpacks instead.Personality:

"I like sarcasm, if you haven't already figured that out yet. I'm normally pretty bubbly, normally. My life hasn't really been normal since February,"

Stephanie acts like your average teenager. She is rebellious, irresponsible, and funny. The demigod likes to keep people smiling and having fun, just living life casually. She would rather spray paint in the subway than go to some school dance. Stephie also doesn't play by the rules. She likes testing her boundaries, even if she knows its wrong. The girl knows when something good is about to happen, but that doesn't mean she takes advantage of it. Out of either laziness or lack of jntrest, she lets others take hold of it. She would much rather help.someone else achieve great things than herself. This also comes with her overprotectiveness. The girl doesn't give her friends freedom easily, or at least won't say it to their faces. She loves her friends dearly, when she has them.Fatal Flaw:

"Well I can be a little overprotective, I guess,"

Stephie is extremely protective over her friends, or little sister. She is very loyal to them and would do anything to keel them safe, even if it meant putting her life on the line.Pet:N/ATalents:

"I'm not lucky, if that's what you're asking, "

*Strength - For a small girl, Stephie is quite strong. Growing up on the streets gave her this talent, due to the number of fist fights the teenagers got in.*Speed - Again, Stephanie knows his to run, jump and hide. She is quite skilled at this, from having done it so many times.Weapons:

"I have my spear, it's pretty cool. I like things that I can throw. You could say that I have an arm or enough at least,"

Stephanie fights with her four foot spear, for both ranged and hand to hand fights. it has a metal handle and a celestial bronze tip that she occasionally dips in poison.Other:Nothing

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Name: Anastasia Louise Belaire, will go by her full name, or BelaireGender: FemaleAge: She is sixteen years oldBirthday: February 1rstGodly Parent: Dionysus, the God of Wine and Drunkenness Claimed: YesYears at Camp: One, before she moved to Imperium Mortal Family: Olivia Belaire [Mother]: Olivia was a drunk college girl when she met Dionysus. Needless to say, alcohol does strange things to ones' mind. She moved to Pau, a city in France, after her college, and realized she was pregnant. Olivia knew that she didn't have any other family members to support her and the new child, and had no other choice but to start slow with a job. The only hard part was getting one. Now, Olivia was a beautiful young woman, and while walking by a fashion magazine's head quarters, she was discovered. They offered to take some small shots, just from the head up, to see how she reacted. She was an instant beauty, and they offered her a contract, despite the fact that she was pregnant. After having Anastasia, she continued with her work. Olivia was constantly busy, leaving her daughter plenty of time to decide who she was going to be.

"Oh, mummy, dearest mum, hm? Well, she may have a pretty face, but I personally think her social skills are slim to none. All my mum needed was a pretty face, and that's all she really has. Me? Nah, she doesn't have me. Why do you think I left? She is still having way to much fun trying to convince other French girls to become young twits. I hope I never become anything like her,"

Brief History:

"Er, didn't you hear enough of that? My mum, the model, didn't really give me any advice because she was too busy showing the rest of the world how to look, make sense? Not really, when she cares only about herself and lost me along the way to fame,"

Birth - 5 years

Anastasia spent much over her younger years hiding from the public eye, being watched by only nannies, who didn't last longer than a month at the most. Olivia was busy traveling to fashion shows world-wide, and couldn't properly raise her daughter. She wouldn't be shown the world, only the streets of Pau, her hometown, and the only town she would see until she was fourteen years old. She seemed normal at a young age, which would slowly change as she aged.

6 years - 10 years

The little girl was taught privately, by a tutor. She saw her mother occasionally, usually for lunch or just before she went to bed, once a week. Anastasia didn't see hardly any children, unless it was at a park, in which she would have a nanny closely watching. She was very guarded, until she began to grow a personality. The demigod would argue with her nannies, and cause them to have mutual feelings towards her. Little did they know this was because of her godly parent.

11 years - 15 years

Anastasia was becoming hard to deal with as she aged, arguing, and wanting to leave more then ever. She didn't like never seeing her mother, or the light of day. Sure, the demigod was living large, but it was hardly a life she wanted to live. The large house that contained her seemed to empty, even with her mother in it. She wanted out. Anastasia would refuse to do her schoolwork, or even eat. She wanted to slowly force her mother to do something, or at least to listen to her. Olivia decided to tell the demigod of her father after she turned fourteen, when the pair moved to the United Kingdom for her modeling work. Anastasia couldn't even look at her mother, knowing she had kept this secret from her for so long.

16 years - now

Anastasia was moved to Camp Half Blood shortly after her mother moved to England. She quickly decided that she didn't like the camp, which is when she heard about Imperium. Determined to start her own life, by herself, she decided to join the guild of demigods. Appearance:

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Anastasia is a pretty girl, obviously the offspring of the gods and a beautiful human. She has bleach-blonde hair, that is straight and simply. It flows to her mid-back, and often stays there, without any fancy hairstyles. Her eyes are a hazel color, with a mix of dark green and chocolate brown. She also has speckles of blue in her eyes. Anastasia will dress up her face with mascara and eyeliner occasionally, if she feels like putting effort into herself. She stands at 5'6", with a slim body frame. Her skin is a fair color, that tans in the summertime. Anastasia dresses herself in plain clothes, choosing jeans ans sweatshirts over dresses and lace.

Personality:

"* add later*,"

Anastasia is a very blunt person, and doesn't like describing herself more than necessary, especially to those that she opposes. She isn't your average, happy-go-lucky child of Dionysus. No, she is far different. She is blunt, and loves to play hard to get, for both boys and friends. She thinks that if someone wants to know her, they best know and respect what they are up against. She plays a deadly mind game with her powers, which make people have a bad tendency to despise her. The demigod is also very clever, even when she comes off as a rude, arrogant girl. She knows this very well, and uses it for her own pleasure. Anastasia doesn't always mean to come off so harshly, but gets a kick out of toying with people's mind. She also tries to be strictly independent, and not need anyone. Being able to understand her regal attitude, and accepting that she thinks she is higher than everyone else, can't be easy. Anastasia also has deadly pride, and will not back down from an argument once it's started.

Fatal Flaw:

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Anastasia is a prideful girl, and will never back down from anything, even if it costs her life. Pet:

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*Emotions - Being the daughter of madness, she can influence the emotions of others, and even drive them into insanity. No cases have gone that far yet, but if she felt like it, Anastasia could drive people to the edge. Weapons:

Name: Hunter Ross West, and he goes by HunterGender: MaleAge: He's sixteenBirthday: Hunter's birthday is April 12thGodly Parent: Ares, the God of War and Blood lustClaimed: YesYears at Camp: Two yearsMortal Family: Rebecca West [Mother]: Rebecca was a rebellious young woman when she met Ares. She was the type to get drunk on weekends and not care what happened to herself. Until Hunter came along, things then got very different. Becca had to settle down and get a job to pay the bills of their tiny apartment. She didn't talk much, or expect much of her son. She simply loved him, more or less, always. Rebecca tried to keep Hunter under control,and his temper down. That never worked. He got in trouble at school ever since he was young, and they were constantly moving. They finally settled down in L.A. Hunter was eleven, and Becca met Jack. Jack West, to be exact, the end of Hunter and the beginning of a new last name. She loved him dearly, but it wasn't the same reaction from Hunter.

" Mom? She used to be great. Cookies every Saturday morning, no matter where we were. It seemed like we were always moving, but she didn't ever mind. She told me that she used to be a rebel, but I changed that. Ha, sure, what ever. She had issues, still does, I mean, she married Jack. Ew,"

Jack West [Step Father]: Hunter didn't know much about Jack when he first met him, at all. He never took the time to learn anything about him either. He just knew that he didn't like him. Jack seemed to passive and easy going. Not only that, but he ruined their usual cookie ritual. He had a son, named August, which was another thing Hunter learned to hate quickly about his new life in the West family.

" Jack, what a pansy. He was so nice, too dang nice. He seemed to want to be my friend, isn't that so... creepy? The last thing I want is to be friends with my step-dad, oh gross, "

August West [Step Brother]: August is a seventeen year old son of Demeter. Hunter didn't know it at the time, of course, but he still didn't like him. The demigod knew that August was different, and tried to take advantage of him. He never really did anything wrong, but that was the reason that Hunter hated him so, and still does. August was always kind and easy - going, while Hunter was the opposite, being harsh and irrational.

"August? Even his name sounds stupid. Who would name their kid that? Oh, right, Jack. See? They are all so... stupid. I mean, he never did anything wrong. No, he was a sweet innocent teenager. *makes a face* Have you ever even heard of a teenager like that?! It's not normal, not right! August was a wimp, still is, always spending time with girls. I mean, hey, I like girls, but I'm not going to make friends with them, if you catch my drift. "

Brief History:

"Didn't I just explain my history to ya? No... seriously? Stupid... whatever. Okay, so My mom had a thing with Ares, hooray, okay, sure. She stopped being fun after that, and started being a mom. I wasn't the best kid, but she could've cared less, really. We moved all the time, because well, I beat kids up all the time. They deserved it too, talking trash about me, just because I didn't learn as fast as they did. I think they deserved it... but the principal always sided with them. When I was eleven, we lived in L.A, just mom and me. Until she met Jack. They got married, and I got a new last name... oh and a step brother. August, remember? Goody - two shoes, almost a girl? Yeah, him. I got sick of them real quick, and ran away when I was 13. I didn't care that mom would miss me. I couldn't stand being picked on for sharing the name with that pansy. I beat up more kids, and my mom started yelling at me, for once. I got angry, and almost... hit her. Anyways, I ran, and August followed me. We came across camp after he learned about his dumb flower powers,"

Birth - 5 years

Hunter had a nice childhood, with just his mother. They were happy to be with each other, and it seemed like nothing could go wrong. The demigod was headstrong, and didn't like sharing or listening, but Becca assumed it was just normal. She never would've guessed how Hunter would grow up, hurting people all the time. None the less, Rebecca took care of her child like any mother would, with love and compassion.

6 years - 10 years

As Hunter began to go to school, he was picked on by the other kids. Due to dyslexia, he couldn't learn as quickly as the other kids. The demigod got angered by the mortal children, and would take his anger out on the playground. The principal's office began sadly familiar to him, and he got expelled at all of the schools he went to. His mother didn't bother trying to contain him either, knowing that he could, and would lash out on her if he wanted to. Hunter didn't see his mother as a threat, and liked her, finding her alright. After going through six schools since he started his schooling, they decided to move to L.A.

11 years - now

Once they moved to L.A., Rebecca met Jack. Within the next six months, those two were married. Hunter hated Jack, and his new step-brother, August. He found the two annoying, and rather misleading. The demigod knew that they were soft, and often tried to boss around August. To his dismay, the older boy simply ignored him and hung out with his friends. Oh, that's another thing that bothered Hunter. August hung out with girls almost all the time, but in a friendly way. Slightly jealous, he assumed he was unloved, the boy left. He was done with Jack distracting his mother, and August being a soft idiot. As Hunter ran, he didn't realize that his step brother was following him. With two demigods unprotected, monsters quickly discovered them. As the ventured across the country, fighting monsters and hiding, they eventually came to camp. Ever since then, Hunter has tried to avoid the son of Demeter. He's been to busy breaking hearts and training to care. Appearance:

"I'm hot, what more do you need to know?"

Hunter takes great pride in his appearance, for obvious reasons. He stands at 5'10", and is very well muscled. With a six pack in the summer time, you shouldn't wonder why he goes to the beach so often. He is naturally tan, and his skin only gets darker in the summertime. In the Winter, he wears a dark green coat, jeans, tennis shoes, and plain shirts. He usually dresses simply, unless he is going on a date or something else that needs a formal attire. Hunter's face is something he takes great pride in.He was a well chiseled face, blemish free, and just as tan as the rest of him. His eyes are a dark, almost cruel brown color, hidden by bushy eyebrows. His smile is almost a sneer, unless is is genuine, which is a rare thing. His hair is thick and bushy, and occasionally is curly. Hunter occasionally will use hair products to style his hair, but finds his hair to be to thick for any sprays or gels to help.The demigod can't be found without his phitan necklace around his neck, holding his weapon in disguise.Personality:

"I am awesome, simply awesome,"

Hunter loves himself. He thinks that he is the best thing that happened to this Earth, and loves himself. He doesn't mind picking on kids, and considers it fun to be on the other side of the battle. He can dish out insults quickly, and often does. Arguing his his strong suit, and he loves it. Rage and yelling, it all makes his adrenaline go through the roof. The demigod is a bit of an adrenaline junkie, and loves to do crazy things. Sky-diving is definitely on his bucket list, and he plans to achieve it. He can't wait to he old enough to get a tattoo by himself, and do other sorts of crazy stupid things. Around people, he is a jerk. Not caring about other people's emotions, but judging them by their appearance and heritage, Hunter just goes with the flow. He is lazy, for the most part, doing only what he wants when he wants. The boy is also a compulsive liar, being able to lie with ease. When angered, Hunter isn't someone you want to meet. He was be even more vile, cruel, and vicious. The demigod doesn't care who he hurts, as long as it hurt them good. He loves making people remember him, just not in the right way. Rage, Adrenaline, and Popularity keep this son of Ares going. Fatal Flaw:

"I'm flawless," *wink*

Hunter thinks too much of himself, and has extreme self - loyalty. He also has anger issues, and is extremely stubborn.

Pet:

"You seriously think I have a pet? Wow,"

None

Talents:

"I have more than you might think, "

* Weaponry - Hunter can pick up any weapon and know how to use it to the best of his abilities, although he prefers his sword. * Strength - From constantly training all the time, Hunter has quiet the arm. He is strong, to say the least. * Flirting - He adores girls, especially cute ones, and loves flirting with them. He has a strong belief that he can get any girl he wants, whenever.

Weapons:

"I can fight with anything, pu-lease baby can't you tell?"

Hunter can fight with anything really, do to his father's powers, but often chooses to fight with a 3 and a half foot sword, made of celestial bronze. When it isn't in use, the sword it a black and white phitan necklace.

Other:Play By - Graham Phillips

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Name: Landon Alexander Carter, but he goes by Landon or Carter, sometimes even Lan. Gender: MaleAge: Landon is currently fifteen years old. Birthday: He was born on a warm September 1rst. Godly Parent: Hephaestus, God of the Forge and Blacksmiths Claimed: YesYears at Camp: TwoMortal Family: Vanessa Carter [Mother]: Vanessa worked at a large phone company, who strives to make the newest things quickly. She had to travel all over the world to meet with new people, and discuss new products of the companies that she worked for. Landon would always follow his mother, and would be learning about her trades and business deals. Vanessa was the type of woman to marry men quickly, and end up getting dramatic divorces later on. She had two children with a man named Harrison Vick, and they share the two girls now. Vanessa is currently living in Manhattan, to try an keep in touch with Landon, who doesn't really want to hear about business deals anymore.

"Mom? What's there to say? She's always working some type of angle for her millions of companies. I don't even know who she works for anymore. She was always marrying people, and not telling me about it until I had to get a tux for the wedding. I think she's married four times, and now she's a proud divorced lady again. So, I have two step sisters, Maeve and Melanie. I honestly think my mom just does whatever she wants, and I'm not going to stop her."

Harrison Vick [Step Father]: Harrison was Vanessa's third husband, who had two little girls with her. Landon doesn't really know much about the 40 year old, other than his name, age, location, and occupation. Harrison works at a phone company in New York, and he still sees Vanessa at times. He is a calm, confident, somewhat cocky man. Landon sees a little bit of himself in the man, and knows that out of all his mother's husbands, Harrison was his favorite.

"Harrison, he's pretty cool, I guess. I mean, what do I know about him? Not much, honestly. I didn't know his last name until my mom had it, then lost it again. I mean, he's alright, and still sees my mom. I think they'll get back together, and then divorce again. They both are dramatic people, with huge personalities... it'll be interesting, with Maeve and Melanie around."

Maeve and Melanie Vick [Step Sisters]: Maeve and Melanie are two children that came out of Harrison and Vanessa's marriage. Maeve is the older one, aged 11, and Melanie is 10. The two girls share many similarities with Landon, having dark brown hair and dark eyes. However, they have their father's smile and nose. The demigod isn't ashamed to call them his step sisters, because he gets along with them.

"My step sisters are nice. I mean, they haven't really gotten their major personalities, so I figure that I'll be able to agree with them for another few years. They're pretty cool though, I mean, they get it. Maeve and Melanie... they've been through divorces too. I guess it's one thing that I have in common with them. "

Brief History:

"Didn't I just explain all of that? It mustn't have been clear enough for the likes of you, whatever. I was born one day, no really, and then I kept traveling around with my mom. Remember? Big company, lots of travel, lots of marriages, lots of ... never mind. You understand, right? I guess Maeve and Melanie are one thing good that came out of all of this mess."

Birth - 5 years

Landon was born on a crisp September day, to Vanessa Carter. He was an angel at birth, being easy to care for and simple minded. It wouldn't be until later that the demigod got his superior attitude. The woman took her child along all of her dramatic endeavors, thinking it wouldn't bother him anyways. As a toddler, it didn't.

6 years - 10 years

As Landon began to grow in years, he began to wondering why everyone that he met always seemed to be so much funnier and more amusing that he was. It never occurred to him that because he was always studying alone, or with his mother, Landon's social life was low. In fact, it was almost nonexistent. The demigod would try and communicate with his new step father, and all of his new friends. However, that didn't seem to help, because it seemed like the adults would just smile and nod, giving him no feedback. Landon kept trying this as he got older, but eventually gave up, slowly turning into the hard shelled boy you see today.

11 years - 15 years

Landon eventually got even harder to communicate with others as he grew into a teenager. He gave up on his mother, who was still having affairs with her many husbands. The demigod didn't really care, and tried to stay closer to his two little step sisters that he came in contact with occasionally. Vanessa told him that it was time to go to camp when he was thirteen, and he moved to Camp. Landon still hasn't adapted to camp life, even after two years. The demigod spends most of his days in Cabin Nine, working on small electrical things in his bunk. Appearance:

"What on earth is the point of this question?"

Landon stands at about 5'5", and doesn't have very much muscle on him at all. From working inside his room all day, the boy's skin is fair and he hardly ever gets a tan. He is very thin, even though the boy eats like any other teenager. Landon's hair is dark brown, with a flipped, smooth appearance to it. He doesn't spend much time on his hair at all, and simply runs his fingers through it in the mornings. The demigod's eyes are an amber color, being both brown and orange, like a flame. He has a very white smile, despite his lazy appearance. He usually dresses simply, in jeans and tee shirts. Landon doesn't give much care to his appearance, anyways. He doesn't have any scars or any visible imperfections. Landon may seem lazy, but is a bit of a perfection freak. He likes looking exactly how he wants to. Lazy or not, it's how he wants to look.Personality:

"Oh, I'm sure you've got this section covered, haven't you?"

Landon is far from a compassionate, caring guy. He loves point out people's flaws, and making them feel alone. He, however, is incapable of producing any puns or funny things to offend people with. He just knows that he is smarter than the average demigod, and makes anyone feel worse through that. The boy likes to make people feel under him, because it gives him a dull feeling of self worth. He also doesn't like it when others mess up. He prefers to work alone, doing things alone, and well... being alone. Landon is a very independent and likes to be isolated from everyone else. Landon doesn't really care about anyone else unless it affects him, because he doesn't like replying on others. The boy even makes his own armor and weapons, thinking that people mess everything up. Landon isn't easily reached, unless you impress him. He likes learning new things, and likes to point out any possible flaws that something has. However, the demigod can be impressed, having an interest in people that aren't complete morons. Fatal Flaw:

"My love for hating people?"

Landon's independence is his fatal flaw, because he doesn't accept help from others. Pet:

"I have Rover, he doesn't talk... well, you wouldn't understand."

Rover is Landon's pet robot, who moves on his tracked wheels to travel around by the demigod. Since Landon understands mechanical language, he knows all of what Rover is thinking. Talents:

"I bet I have more than you do,"

* Machine Language - Landon understands all of the squeaks, moans, and shrills of machines. He is still learning, but is still trying to understand the gift that he has. * Technology - The boy has a way with technology, and can take apart and put together most electronics quickly.Weapons:

"My dagger, woo hoo,"

Landon has a small dagger, but he doesn't really like it or use it. Other:Play - By : Greyson Chance.

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Name: Victoria Elizabeth Daly, ToriGender: FemaleAge: Tori is Sixteen years old. Birthday: November 18thGodly Parent: Alethiea, Goddess of TruthClaimed: YesYears at Camp: SevenMortal Family:Unknown, no oneBrief History:Tori was orphaned at birth, left alone in the New York streets. She went to an orphanage for a few years, but then lived on the streets because of the kids there. She left abandoned, and didn't want to trust anyone. Tori heard of Camp Half Blood, and wanted to believe it was her best option, which it was. She was at camp at the age of eight, and soon didn't even trust the camp itself. Tori joined the Kronos forces at the age of ten. She was one of the youngest one's in his army. If you flash forward four years, she met the boy of her dreams, Devin. He was the kindest person ever, and she couldn't lie to even him. Tori told her secrets, and was sentenced to death by Kronos' minions. She was technically dead for a few minutes, but after they left a satyr saw her. He saved her life, and Tori explained her situation. Everyone had to think she was dead, but she didn't want to be. So, she ran away. Tori wanted to leave it all behind, and sadly had to hurt those that she loved, like Devin. He had to believe she was dead, like everyone else. Tori would have a system set up so that she could appear to those who stood at her graves, and she would talk to them. It gave her a little communication with them. After Tori ran, she couldn't stay gone long. Monsters attacked her at least once a week, she had to go back. So she did.Appearance:Tori has dark brown hair, like chocolate. It falls down to her shoulders. In her hair, there is a dark red, almost dark brown, streak. She has dark eyes as well. Tori's eyes are almost black in the night's light, but brown in the sun. She stands at about 5' 6" now, since she has grown since her last year at camp. Tori's skin is tan, since she spends most of her time outside, some is also natural. She has several more scars now, more than before. Her biggest scar is in her shoulder, where the arrow that was supposed to kill her was shot. Others are on her arms, back and neck. Tori is also fairly muscular, since she has had to fend for herself long enough.Personality:Tori has an interesting personality. She is one of the most independent people you will ever meet. She swears not to need anyone, when she is really breaking inside. Tori can come off as mean, cold, and harsh. She doesn't take sympathy on anyone, because of her life. She isn't a compassionate girl, to say the least. Tori also has another side, her real side. She can be caring and kind, but no usually. She was like this to Devin. She was honest ( which she can't really control), and poured out her heart. She would tell anything to anyone, and try to listen to their story. Now, she's not like that. Fatal Flaw:Her attitude and honesty. Pet:Tori doesn't have any, but a fox in the forest follows her around from time to time. Talents:NoneWeapons:Two daggers, Truth and Honesty. Other:Play - By : Kristina Romanove

Danielle Maple:

*[Danielle Rose Maple]*

"Music can change the world. Maybe I can too."

Nobody stood with the 8 year old on the top of Half Blood Hill. No one, just herself. She stood looking down at the camp, half excited half scared. Dani had always felt loved by her peers, but not her mother. When she was sent to this place it was almost a good thing, at least she could be with people who might care about her. Setting her bag down Dani opened her guitar case. Inside the wood gleamed, inviting the girl to play it. She smiled and began to play on her instrument, content with her music. Camp would be good, it had to be.

Name: Danielle Rose Maple, goes by "Dani"Gender: FemaleAge: Dani is currently fifteen years old. Birthday: Dani was born on January 12th.Godly Parent: Apollo, God of Music, Poetry, and ArcheryClaimed: YesYears at Camp: SevenMortal Family: Cassidy Maple [Mother]: Cassidy and her daughter haven't always had a great relationship. In fact, they used to be a lot happier. When Danielle was younger, it was a lot easier to cope with the demigod. Cassidy used to be a singer, who would play her guitar for the young Dani. That was when the demigod first got her inspiration to begin playing an instrument. She began to resent her daughter for being so skilled, and able to read music and understand it so easily.

"Er... my mom? I don't remember her ever liking me. She always seemed to be either pushing me really hard, or screaming at me for doing to well. I don't understand her, and her stupid ways. I couldn't ever please her, ever. All I would've wanted was an apology from her, saying she was sorry. But no, she never gave me that. She was too stubborn to accept that I was a good singer. I think she should've been encouraging me instead of yelling. "

Brief History:

"History? Seriously? What is this, reality TV? Ugh, fine. Well, my mom liked to keep me busy with toys and stuff when I was little. I suppose she thought it kept me out of trouble, or something. Really the only trouble was her and her stupid boyfriend. I never liked either of them. I took guitar lessons, and easily became better than my mom ever was. She was furious, and would scream at me for being better. I left shortly after that, to go to camp and be away from her. "

Birth - 5 years

Dani wasn't really a normal girl, growing up. Her mother raised her, with the help of her boyfriends that would come and go. Dani would play with the musical toys that her mother gave her. Little guitars for babies and such proved great tools to keep the growing demigod busy. She was occupied, which was all Cassidy needed. Dani's mother would play at shows around their home in New Mexico, and Dani would fall asleep hearing her singing. That would change in the years to come.

6 years - 10 years

Dani's mother soon became worried about how their small family would be safe, with a growing demigod in the house. Cassidy made sure that Dani was busy with something, like guitar lessons. She became a very good player and exceeded the expectations of players a year above her. Dani didn't notice how great her gift was, along with her singing abilities. Cassidy was somewhat jealous by how well her daughter played, considering that Dani was better than her at the age of 8. She couldn't stand it and was fearing her own life. She sent Dani to Camp Half Blood, on her own to find a life there. Away from her.

11 years - now

Dani found a natural fit at camp. She was able to make lots of friends rather quickly, and people accepted her. Dani kept working on her talents, and trying things that were new to her. She found out that she wasn't talented with archery, but she had other gifts from her father. Dani now is a good fit in Camp, and loves life here, even if she is reminded of how her mother didn't want her. Appearance:

"Couldn't you just look up and describe me? Jussayin', it would be simpler. I have brownish gingery colored hair with blonde highlights in it. Then my eyes are brown, it's the one thing I have in common with my mom. I'm about 5'6", but I usually feel shorter. I wish I was a little taller, but whatever I guess, right? Is that enough detail for you? "

Dani has dark brown hair with light natural highlights. She doesn't remember when her mother took her in to get highlights, but it was a while ago. Her highlights are fading as she is getting older, and doesn't really want them anymore. Dani just hasn't shown enough interest in changing it back. Her hair is usually in a ponytail, a braid, or rolling down the sides of her face. Her hair has a natural wave to it, and she embraces it. Her eyes are a soft brown color, with speckles of gold in them. The speckles shine in the sunlight, obviously because of her godly parentage. She likes her eyes, but adds mascara and eyeshadow to that area of her face often.She is about 5'6", and feels short a lot. Dani wishes that she had longer legs, and just a little more height to her, but knows that she's stuck the way she is. Dani likes to wear floral and fun shirts, jeans or skirts, and ballet flats. Personality:

"Oh, that's easy. I'm usually always in a good mood, like I'm high on sugar or whatever. I tend to be hyper too, and well, happy. I tend to have a sense of humor, and try to make people smile. It's fun, really. I just try and help boost them up, to make them happy too. It's nice seeing people with smiles on their faces, and knowing you caused it. Sometimes, though, I'm told I talk too much."

Dani is very friendly and likes to talk. A lot. She often talks way to much, and people think she's crazy. Dani's not, she just likes meeting people and talking to them. She's a very friendly person, needless to say. The demigod doesn't like seeing people sad, and will do anything to change their attitudes. Dani is also a terrible liar. She can't lie, well she can, you can just tell when she lies. Her face will turn pink, and she will be smiling and laughing all the way through it. The demigod doesn't lie often, which makes her a very trustworthy person. She won't tell secrets, and keeps her friend's values close to her heart.Fatal Flaw:

Dani can't tell a lie, ever. It is very obvious and she knows that. Therefore, if she is put in a situation where it would be best to lie, she wouldn't be able to do that. Pet:Dani doesn't own a pet. Talents:

"I have your basic Apollo talents, I guess. I can sing and play guitar, heal people, and bend some light waves. Pretty cool hm? Yeah, that's about it. Oh, and I can't shoot a bow to save my life. "

* Music - Dani can play both the guitar and sing very well. She's been talented at those things since she was young, and continues to excel in those things.* Light Bending - Dani has the ability to bend light, but only for thirty seconds, no more then that. It tires her out, and she can't do it very often. * Healing - Dani can heal people when she prays to her father. She works at the infirmary a lot, so this comes in handy. Weapons:

"Well, I have a bow, but it's pretty useless to me. I also have a dagger, painted with a golden colored type of thing. It looks similar to the sun when I'm fighting, kinda. I call my dagger, ήλιος, and my bow, τραγούδι. "

Dani has a bow, called τραγούδι, which she doesn't use often. She also has celestial bronze arrows. She uses her dagger, ήλιος, more often. Other:Nothing

Callista Mint:

*[Callista Eira Mint]*

"I am so confused, it's not even funny anymore."

Insert introduction, cleverly thought up by Moon, but since she's too lazy to do anything at the moment, this is all you're gonna get.

Name: Callista Eira Mint, she goes by Callista or 'Cal', sometimes 'Callie'.Gender: FemaleAge: Callie is FourteenBirthday: She was born on April 7thGodly Parent: Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and BeautyClaimed: YesYears at Camp: None at the momentMortal Family: Markus Mint [Father]: Callista never knew her father. She never knew much of anyone, but we'll get to that later. Callie's father was a drunk hunter, who lived in Montana. He didn't really try and raise Callista, only giving her the necessities for life when he was sober. Eventually, Callie had to be raised by her aunt in Nevada. She doesn't remember much of him, only him smiling at her when she was very young.

"I don't remember, honestly. I'm sure I would be able to tell you if things weren't so fuzzy, but they are. I don't know! It's frustrating, really. I would like to hope that he was a good person, but I have a gut feeling he wasn't. I mean, otherwise why would I have been sent to live with Aunt Linda? "

Linda Mint [Aunt]: Callie's Aunt Linda was more than happy to take care of her young niece. The girl came to her aunt at the age of four, so she didn't have any time to develop a strong memory of her father. Linda didn't have a husband or any children, so she was determined to make Callista the most polite, discipline girl ever. That worked for a little while, until the demigod decided she didn't want to listen anymore. Linda didn't mean to do what she did, but the woman left Callie at the Lotus Casino, where she was thought to be having the time of her life for a month.

"Oh, Aunt Linda. Right. She was a nice lady, but she really needed more kids, oh my gosh. She needed someone else to talk to, other than me or her cat, Donovan. I liked that cat... anyways. Linda raised me to be perfect, and well, now I know why I never want to be perfect. From posture to big words, my aunt tried to teach me it all. I took it in for a while, but I got bored so easily. Her lessons were to dull, and I didn't pay any attention. One day she just left me at this place, an amusement park of some sort. It's really fun, you should go there sometime! It has rides and neon lights, super cool! Someone took me away from that place though... I don't remember them very well... "

Brief History:

"Didn't I explain that already? No, oh sorry. I've been having memory issues.... Anyways. History, right. I don't remember most of my early history, so you might just need to scratch that section. My aunt Linda raised me from there, and dropped me off at this resort place. I only felt like it had been a little while, but it must've been a long time. When I went in, it was September. What is it now? Almost November? Oh gosh... where have I been? "

Birth - 5 years

Callista lived with her father until she was four. She was too young to remember much about her only parent left. She didn't know how awful her father was. He would get drunk on the weekends, or nights. Leaving Callie with a babysitter or just asleep in her crib. Child Services eventually handed her over to her Aunt Linda, where she would spend the next ten years.

6 years - 10 years

Aunt Linda did her best to raise the growing Callie. The girl was a good listener, but had the shortest attention span ever. Linda wanted the best for her, and treated her like her own child. Callista liked her aunt, but found her to be very forceful. She would yell at the demigod on occasions, then mask her anger with a smile. It wasn't the best method, but it was better than living in fear. Callie never asked about her dad, and Linda never told her about her father. There were not family pictures, nothing. Just pictures of Linda and Callie, or Callie and Donavon. She struggled in school, so her Aunt did her best to home school her. It was difficult, but Callie had to do her schoolwork before playing at home, or she would get an earful.

11 years - now

When she got to her teen years, Callie didn't feel like listening anymore. She didn't want to be home schooled, or spend all of her days watching Donovan play with yarn. It was boring, which she wasn't going to partake in. Aunt Linda took her to the Lotus Casino for a 'Vacation' about a month ago. It was supposed to be Callista's early Christmas present. Little did the demigod know she would lose everything she had in that place. She was brought out of the Casino a month later, with almost no memories of her past. She remembers bits and pieces, but that's about it. Callie remembers a girl named Brooke, whom she got along very well with. The girls both lived at the casino for a while, and they had escaped together.Appearance:

"Well, my aunt always told me that I was the prettiest girl she ever saw. I think that's just her motherly - ness talking though. I mean, I'm pretty though. I have blonde hair that goes past my shoulders, and brown eyes. That's decent, right? I still wear make up though. I guess that shouldn't be necessary, as a daughter of Aphrodite, but I still think it's my job to look good. "

Callista is a beautiful girl, as any daughter of Aphrodite should be. She has silky blonde hair, dyed lighter from years of it turning darker. Her hair goes past her hair, and is naturally wavy. Callie often straightens it or curls it, depending on the day and what she's wearing. She is often found with her hair in a ponytail, or curled. Callie has pretty chocolate colored eyes. Sometimes you can't see her eyes, because Cal wears sunglasses very often, especially in the summertime. She has a heart shaped face, and hasn't ever had a mark of acne on her face. Her skin is clear and fair. Callie stands at about 5'4", and is still growing.Callie's style is cute and girly. She likes to wear things like skirts, and floral patterns. The demigod gets money from her Aunt every week, so she has plenty of cash to spend on new clothes. She won't ever be found wearing boots or bulky things, because she can't stand the feeling of wearing them. Even in the Winter, Callista hates wearing big coats.Personality:

"I'm nice, right? I mean, most people think I'm nice. Wait, no, they know I'm nice. I'm also and amazing matchmaker, thank you very much. I'm also not really smart, but ya know, who cares? Psh, nice - ness is so much more important than being smart. Wait, is nice - ness a word... ? "

Callie isn't the smartest person in the world, not by a long shot. She doesn't understand a lot of things, like humor [occasionally], math [ever], or other educational aspects. You could definitely describe this daughter of Aphrodite as ditsy, because of her inability to comprehend most things. Callie could be your typical Cabin ten resident, depending on how you look at it.Callie is a kind girl, who usually cares about her friends. She will be loyal to them, but when it comes down to the wire, she won't be. The demigod will leave her friends and be loyal to herself, which is one of her flaws. The girl however won't resist making new friends. Callie loves talking to people and making friends. She also can be very humorous and conversational. Fatal Flaw:

"What's a fatal flaw?"

Her fatal flaw is her self loyalty and inability to comprehend most things. Pet:

"Well, I only had Donovan, but he's with Aunt Linda."

NoneTalents:

"Well, I'm a great matchmaker. It's almost like I can make them fall in love. Then again, it hurts my head if I do it all the time. It's for the greater good though, right?"

* Love Magic - Callie has the ability to make people fall in love with each other, or herself. She doesn't really know how to handle it, but she does know that she can make love happen. It's one of the reasons she is a good matchmaker, because she makes it happen. Callie's magic only lasts for a week at the most, and drains her out for a long time. Weapons:

" I have a dagger and a shield."

Callie has a celestial bronze dagger, that is about 10 inches long. She also has a small shield that she uses as well. Other:Play - By : Stefanie Scott

Carmen Pryce:

*[Carmen Rae Pryce]*

"I can put on a face easier than you can breathe."

The fourteen year old Carmen Pryce walked up Half Blood Hill's steep sides. It was only yesterday that she arrived at camp half blood, beaten and bruised. Monsters had followed her from her down town home in Albany. She still had the images printed clearly in her mind. The blood, her screams, the pain. Everything seemed to be carved into her mind. She had been tempted to leave here, but decided not to, hence why she was heading back up the hill. Carmen didn't think she would belong anywhere, and what would make this place any different?

Name: Carmen Rae Pryce, but she goes by Carmen. Gender: FemaleAge: Carmen is fifteen years of age.Birthday: Her birthday is on December 3rd. Godly Parent: Iris, Goddess of RainbowsClaimed: NoYears at Camp: OneMortal Family: Mason Pryce [Father]: Mason loved Iris, but not the daughter she planted on his doorstep. He thought it was a one night kind of thing, that he would dream about for the rest of his life, but no. Now there was something to haunt him about it too? Wow. None the less, Mason took up the little girl and named her Carmen, and hoped to be able to treat her well. He was dating a lady named Carly, who would soon become his wife, and who would have a child. The man hoped Carmen would be able to handle their family, knowing she wasn't really in it.

"My dad always told me he loved me so much, to the sun and back. Whatever, sure, yeah right. I can't believe anything he says. It all seems like a big lie. How am I supposed to believe that? He pretended not to care about my mom after he married Carly, and then had a kid with her. What kind of person does that? He never will understand me. "

Carly Pryce [Step Mother]: Carly resented Carmen the day she was born. To hear that Mason somehow got a child, when they were dating, wasn't really a trill to her. The woman is three years younger than Mason, and much more high maintenance. The blonde was tired of Mason, bu decided to stay because he was a painter, and rich. Who wouldn't want a rich husband?

"Carly? Please, just stop talking. That's what she would say. 'Oh, Carmen, what do you think of me?' or 'Oh, Carmen, sweetie, what's wrong?' Blah, she's whats wrong! Every single blonde hair on her head too! She never ever liked me, and I returned the favor. She could play dumb, but it was so see - through. I could care less if she jumped off a cliff into a pool of sharks."

Alice Pryce [Step Sister]: Alice was two years younger than Carmen, and also hated her. Her true mother taught her well all about what she thought about Carmen, and filled her head with reasons to hate her. Eventually, Alice came up with her own reasons for hatred. The two have never, ever, gotten along, and they both hope they never will.

"Alice? You want me to explain her too? I can do that in one word; brat. Carly filled her head with crap about me, and the little girl listened all too well. I think she's worse than my step mom. Alice went to my school and turned everyone against me. She was younger than me, but was still able to make my life hell. It's not fair that she gets everything, and I get picked on and called names. Who gave her the right to ruin my life? "

Brief History:

"Oh, come on, really? I hate my life, do I make mself clear enough? I don't want to deal with my family anymore. They don't care, never have. All they wanted to do was be happy, without me. I hope they're happy now. I'm out of the picture, so they can go and do whatever. I could always tell that I was keeping them back from something, but happiness? Seriously? They couldn't ever accept me as I was. Who knew that Carmen Rae Pryce was such a loser? Everyone now I guess, who is going to read this? You're writing it down?! WHAT?"

Birth - 5 years

Carmen grew up young and innocent, similar to the way that most people at camp view her. Little did the girl know that she was never really wanted. That would come later. The baby didn't know about how her father and soon to be step mother would argue about how a baby was found on their porch step. It only made sense to Mason, who knew what had happened, but only realizing it now. He had kept it to himself, and soon Carmen would be paying for his ways. She was the one who would live with being an outsider in her own family.

6 years - 10 years

As Carmen got older, she learned about how different she was from her family. She couldn't read most things, even in second grade. The demigod got frustrated easily and had a tendency to throw things, but her family ignored her. Her step sister teased her. These things were considered oddly normal in the Pryce home. Carmen couldn't trust anyone at school either, because of Alice's rumors. They spread so quickly, and the demigod would be desperately alone. Her step mother would pretend to be nice enough, but soon she would know why the woman was faking.

11 years - now

When Carmen turned about 13, the truth began to spill out. She would catch little hints from conversations, or arguments. How her mother ran away, and dropped the baby off with her father. How Mason was still seeing Carly when this was going on. It all made sense now. Why Carly and Alice resented her, why her father seemed so distracted when it came to her, and why she was alone. She was the girl who wasn't supposed to be there. Carmen snapped, at her parents, emotionally, and physically. She almost hit her step mother, and threatened to do the same to Alice. She screamed and hollered, but eventually just left. She took a cab to New York, where she wanted to become a painter. Little did she know that it would take her to Camp Half Blood, where she wouldn't feel as alone. No, now she has developed a hatred towards her mother, who has failed to claim her. Appearance:

"I look, normal I guess? I was expecting a silly question, considering all the things you wrote down. Ha, anyways, I think I look normal. I have Carmel - colored hair, with a rainbow streak in it. I thought it would look cool. Anyways, I have blue eyes and uh, yeah... "

Carmen is a beautiful girl, to say the least. She has bright blue-gray eyes that can [or could] light up a room. She has her father's eyes, and likes them. It's good to know she has at least one thing in common with the guy who didn't want to claim her as his daughter. The demigod usually wears black eyeliner and mascara around her eyes. She will also add eye shadow from time to time, but can't go without eyeliner. It's like a sin to her, or something. Her hair color almost matches her name. Carmen, Carmel. She also has a rainbow streak in it, which matches her godly parent. [even if she doesn't know it yet] Anyways, she usually curls her hair into little ringlets, but sometimes straightens it. She isn't the type to get out of bed and wear her hair like that. She loves styling herself and will continue doing so until the end of time. Carmen's skin color is fair, and she likes getting a tan in the summertime. She stands at about 5'5", with long legs. The demigod likes dressing up with hats or bows, something to make a statement. She usually can be found in jeans [or a skirt], a dressy shirt, ballet flats, and some sort of hat. Carmen loves her hats, and can't be found without them.Personality:

"Oh, well, I have my up's and down's. Like every other girl in the world I guess, right? I mean, we can't always be happy. Ha, anyways, I don't know how to describe myself, but I'm sure you've gathered enough information to prevent me from doing so, right? Hopefully..."

Carmen is a lot of things. Mean, harsh, rude, and disrespectful. She is also other things. Happy-go-lucky, spunky, rebellious, funny. The demigod is a lot of things, depending on what she wants you to think of her. There isn't really a 'real' Carmen Pryce, just what she wants you to think she is. She can put on a face and play that role well, sometimes even too well. Carmen can be cruel. She can make you wish that you never spoke a word in your life. Harsh? Maybe, but she is more of the type to say it behind your back. She couldn't always do that in her old life, but at camp things are so much easier. Gossip is easier, that is. She also can be very deceitful, and tricky. When ever she wants something, the girl will do whatever she can to get it. Carmen also holds grudges for a long time, and makes big deals out of little things. The other side of Carmen is the nice, girl-next-door. She can pretend to be your best friend, who will stand by you forever, She likes to play innocent pranks on people, and not follow any rules what so ever. The demigod will also try to be very funny around people, to make them like her. She can try and make you feel sorry for her [like in this interview...] and sell it fairly well. Few people know what she's really like.Fatal Flaw:

"I can get upset sometimes..."

Carmen's Fatal Flaw is that she hold grudges forever, and they often have stupid reasons. Pet:

"My dad did let me have a kitten. Her name is Bella,but sometimes Bell or Bee. She was my goodbye present from dad."

A small grey tabby kitten, who is about a year old now. It's name is Bella. She is a very lazy cat, who sleeps almost all day long, except when she's asking Carmen for attention.Talents:

"I would know more about that if my mother bothered to claim me, wouldn't I? But no, she doesn't, and I'm stuck being a talent-less unclaimed demigod."

*Iris - Message - Carmen has the ability to Iris Message without using a drachma. She can make rainbows by herself, but doesn't know it yet. She just needs a water source, to make a strong rainbow. She also can't Iris Message all the time, or she would be really tired. Weapon:

"Oh, ha, right. I use a bow, like in archery and stuff. I'm not the best shot, but it's coming along."

A bow with celestial bronze arrows. She hopes to get a fancier one sometime soon so she doesn't have to use the arena's.Other:Carmen is portrayed by Tiffany Alvord

Cassidy Miller:

*[Cassidy Jo Miller]*

"I'm still trying to find my place,"

Intro to Hunters here

Name: Cassidy Jo Miller, she often goes by Cass or Cassidy. Never Cassie, thoughGender: FemaleAge: She is sixteen, but looks fifteenBirthday: March 14thGodly Parent: Deimos, the Spirit of Fear, Dread, and TerrorClaimed: YesHunter Group: Warriors, the Hunters with skill in combat Years as a Hunter: Almost two YearsMortal Family: Bethany Miller [Mother]: Bethany was an alcoholic, who caught Deimos' eyes one night. Drunk, she had an affair, which was how Cass came to be. Bethany was always hard on her daughter, wanting her to show no emotion in anything, and simply be strong. She meant well, but caused her daughter to often shut her mother out. Bethany took pleasure in beating Cassidy when she did something wrong, and wouldn't hesitate to do it again.

"She was tough on me, figures, I guess. I mean, she wanted me to be a strong fighter."

Brief History:

"I don't know, like I said before, growing up wasn't easy. I mean... I still have scars,"

Birth - 5 years

Cassidy was just fine as a child, because her mother knew there was no use in trying to make her tough at a young age. She was a well behaved baby in the eyes of the public, and no one suspected what Bethany would do it her as she grew in years. The demigod's young days were easy, and carefree. Little did she know that her life would change as soon as she started school.

6 years - 10 years

As soon as she started school, Bethany took to training her up to be a strong and powerful demigod. She figured out her daughters fears, which were slim. Her father's powers assisted her, and she is still only afraid of being completely alone. Her mother figured this out, and would often leave her alone after she would be taught. Bethany taught her how to fight, and obey orders. When Cass failed to do so, her mother punished her with whippings. Their training sessions worsened when she was drunk, making Bethany have more build up aggression than usual. Cassidy soon became immune to the blows, and stopped feeling or fighting. This only enraged her mother more, and the scars continued to appear on her fair skin.

11 years - now

Cassidy was sent to camp at the age of 12. She felt so lost and confused, and somewhat self conscious. She knew that scars were visible on her back, and wouldn't ever participate in swimming. Not knowing what else to do, she fell hopelessly in love with a boy from the Aphrodite cabin. The demigod didn't know any better, but he shattered her heart. Unable to find a place at camp, or in the mortal world, she decided to join the Hunters. Cass felt more accepted there, and safe as well. Among her sisters, she is now very happy and at peace. Appearance:

Cassidy fits right in with her fellow Hunters. Her eyes are a hollow dark color, unlit by the happiness she feels when hunting with her sisters. She doesn't wear any make-up, ever, now, because she has no need to. Her skin is fairly pale, but has a moonlit quality to it now that she joined the hunters. Cass stands at 5' 3", short for her age, but it allows her to move through the trees easily. Cass is strong, which shows in her muscles. She is lightly muscled, yet stronger than she appears. Her hair goes past her shoulders in a straight wave. Cass normally has her hair in the traditional Huntress braid, and nothing but it. Really, she only has one look that she wears around all the time, with her camo wear and braids. Since she's going to be around forever, she sees no need in changing herself anymore. Personality:

"I'm serious,"

Cass is serious, in a short word. She doesn't often laugh at jokes, she never kids around. She takes orders and preforms her duties simply and shortly. Cassidy feels important when she follows orders, and trusted, which is why she joined the Huntresses. Now she feels more included and loved.However, the demigod has quite the temper. She can be explosive when mad, and often gets angered when she is around boys. Even after a single heartbreak, she dislikes the species of men. Cass doesn't trust them, but will stand them if completely necessary. However, she will be unreasonable and bitter along the way. She doesn't like doing things when they aren't her way, and is stubborn about it. Likes:

"The Huntresses,"

The Huntresses, fitting in, and archeryDislikes:

"Men, can't you tell?"

Men, know-it alls, and peanuts [she's allergic]Fatal Flaw:

"I don't know,"

Cass has anger issues, and is stubbornPet:

"...?"

NoneTalents:

"I er, "

* Archery - Cass is a skilled archer. * Strategy - She also thinks on her feet, and is quick about it.* Fear - Due to her parentage, there aren't many things that scare her, but she can see the fears of others. Weapons:

"I have a bow,"

A silver huntress bowOther:Play By - Megan Nicole

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